I was attacked by the evil general

How did he become Luming Mountain 300 years ago?

Bai Rong tapped his bowl with chopsticks: "Eat, why are you in a daze."

"okay!"

Kong Xiangyu took a few mouthfuls quickly, the rice in his mouth was hard and rough, it was absolutely different from what he ate when he was a young prince.But anyway, it was made by his mother, and it tastes delicious no matter how you eat it!

The only thing he is worried about now is his body that fell into the river, and he doesn't know what that black shadow will do to him!Can he go back if he is hacked into pieces?

And Wei Ze...

Thinking of Wei Ze makes him want to slap himself, he must be dying of anxiety right now!

Feng Chi was about to leave after dinner, and left a bag of broken silver for them.His mother and Feng Chi pushed and shoved at the door for a while, but finally accepted.

Bai Rong took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the corner of the kitchen, and went to dig out an egg from the chicken coop, boiled it and gently rubbed the bruise on Kong Xiangyu's body.

Kong Xiangyu yelled in pain, and his heart was full of joy. How long has it been since he was hurt so much by his mother.Smiling and laying on Mother's lap, she said coquettishly, "Mother...it hurts...it hurts to death!"

Bai Rong slapped him on the back angrily, and scolded: "You deserve it! Why didn't you listen to telling you to stay away from those bastards!"

Kong Xiangyu said wronged: "They came to provoke me first, and I can't run fast..."

Bai Rong opened his collar and looked at him, and cursed in distress: "It's really a bunch of people who have parents but no mothers, and they will bully others when they see the sky. Whoever fights and chokes their necks, they really want to strangle their mothers to death." Don't fight them hard."

Kong Xiangyu laughed for a while, turned over on his mother's lap, just in time to see a small blurry figure coming out of the back room.The figure moved, and the voice seemed to be about to take something from the table.

He said, "Xiao Shui, what are you doing?"

Lu Qiaoshui climbed onto the stool, took Kong Xiangyu's half-drinked sugar water and drank it all in one go, and licked the corner of his mouth after drinking it: "Mom, is there any more?"

Bai Rong looked at her youngest son and said with a smile: "It's gone, it's just a little sugar."

After hearing this, Lu Qiaoshui pursed her lips a little disappointed, and Bai Rong raised the hot egg in her hand: "I'll eat it for you when your brother runs out of it."

"Okay." Lu Qiaoshui nodded.

He quickly got off the stool, walked to Kong Xiangyu's side, poked Kong Xiangyu's stomach for a while, and pulled Kong Xiangyu's face for a while.

Kong Xiangyu stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Shui in his arms, pinched the child's waist twice, and immediately made the child giggle.

He couldn't help thinking, it's actually good for the family to live together so happily, all the glory and wealth are just shadows.

Before dawn on the second day, Feng Chi came in from outside the house with a grassy look, holding a dozen strong wooden sticks in his hands.He took a wood-shaving knife from the house, and then went to the yard to make a blind stick for Kong Xiangyu by beating on the ground.

Kong Xiangyu turned over on the kang, he was used to sleeping on a high bed with warm pillows, and now he felt his whole back hurt.He simply sat up and covered Xiao Shui who was sleeping beside him with a quilt.

The moment he opened his eyes and got out of bed, he was still a little unaccustomed to it, stepped on the air and rolled off the kang, making a lot of noise.

Bai Rong and Feng Chi hurried in when they heard the voice.

Kong Xiangyu groped for a while and supported the rough mud wall to stand up. His knees broke a little on the ground, but it was fine.

Bai Rong was making breakfast, she was wearing an apron and smelled like rice.Hastily stepped forward to pat the dust on Kong Xiangyu's clothes, and blamed: "Why are you so careless, you won't even get out of bed?"

Feng Chi held a half-made blind cane in his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't keep talking about him, it's not like you don't know that Xiao Shan has bad eyesight."

Bai Rong helped Kong Xiangyu to the yard helplessly, and confessed: "The meal will be ready soon, and I have to go to guard the tomb after eating, don't be late."

Kong Xiangyu nodded: "Understood."

The family where Luming Mountain is located has been a tomb keeper for generations.Counting from the generation of his grandparents, I don't know how many generations have been guarded.

When it came to his grandfather's generation, he no longer knew who he was guarding, but only knew that he was a great general with outstanding military exploits. As for which generation of general he was, he didn't know his name or name.

This place is located in a remote place and there are some mountain people. Although it belongs to Ningkang, it is a place far away from Ningkang City.Not to mention literate and hyphenated characters, even those with a bit of bookishness have already gone to the city and would not stay here.

After coming and going, there are not many residents left in this mountain, and it has become a small mountain village composed of more than a dozen families.As time went by, no one knew who was lying in the tomb.

In the early years, the tomb keeper of the Lu family could receive the money distributed from the palace every year to survive, but after his great-grandfather’s generation, the money distributed stopped.

Everyone advised them not to keep it, because they would have no money to keep it anyway, and they didn't know who was keeping it.But his great-grandfather said that they guarded the tomb not for money, but for a kind of faith and responsibility.So even if there is no money, their Lu family must be guarded by their ancestors for generations.

As a result, living expenses, food and clothing have become the biggest problem.

Feng Chi finished peeling the blind stick and handed it to Kong Xiangyu for a try, and then said to Bai Rong who was busy in the kitchen: "I don't think this tomb should be guarded. People can pry it."

Bai Rong wiped her hands with the apron in front of her, and brought two bowls of porridge: "That's not acceptable, our Lu family was born to guard the tomb, how can we violate the ancestral system."

She handed the porridge to Kong Xiangyu, and said: "Besides, our Xiaoshan has worshiped the general since he was a child. If you don't let him guard, he will be the first to be anxious with you."

Kong Xiangyu nodded and took a sip of porridge.

In his memory, Lu Mingshan especially admired the general, especially when he heard some heroic deeds about the general, he wished that he was the one who carried a knife to the bloody battlefield.

Feng Chi took the porridge, rubbed Kong Xiangyu's hair with a smile, and said, "I see, the city will recruit soldiers again in two months, and then Uncle Feng will try it, maybe he can come back as a general. "

"Are you going to join the army?" Bai Rong frowned and said, "Don't go, have you forgotten about Xiao Shan's father?"

Feng Chi lowered his head and drank the porridge without saying a word.

Kong Xiangyu drank the porridge several times, wiped his mouth and said, "Uncle Feng, you will definitely be a great general in the future." Then he grabbed the newly sharpened blind stick and said, "I'm going to guard the grave."

"Go." Bai Rong waved at him with a sad face.

Kong Xiangyu tapped on his blind stick and went up the mountain according to the route he remembered.No one in this village can read, but he, Kong Xiangyu, knows who is guarding the tombstone after a while.

The cemetery was built on the top of the mountain, and it is located in a vast and pleasant scenery. According to people in the past, it is indeed a treasured place of geomantic omen.

In the middle of the cemetery is a building with extremely exquisite carvings and paintings, and two similar buildings are built on both sides.Bells engraved with runes were hung on the corners of the eaves of the building, but the cores of the bells have long since disappeared and there is only an empty frame left.

In the middle of the three buildings stands a tombstone as tall as two people. Generally, such a tombstone will contain the heroic deeds of the tomb owner during his lifetime, as well as his name and age.

Of course, Kong Xiangyu can't see clearly now, these rough outlines are deeply imprinted in Lu Mingshan's memory.

Although the three built buildings are ornately decorated, they have long been dilapidated after a hundred years of wind and rain.Many brightly colored places have long been dimmed after years of devastation.

Although the buildings have doors and windows, they are all made of dead bodies. The empty shells are filled with solid mud walls, and the real tombs are still underground.

Kong Xiangyu's blind stick hit the tombstone, a burst of cold air swept over his body, and he suddenly got goose bumps.

He also experienced this feeling when he was a ghost, and it can only be said that this tomb is very dark.

He put down his blind stick, and fumbled back and forth on the tombstone with his hands. There were indeed many artificially smashed words on it.It's a pity that the years are too long, and the words on the tombstone have long since become pitted and unrecognizable.

He groped for a while, and found a place where his name was written. He squinted his eyes and took a closer look, but he could only see a stroke on the font.The rest of it turned into broken stone powder, and the powder fell off with a light touch of a finger, leaving only a stone pit.

Sighing, he said helplessly, "I really don't know who it is."

Another gust of wind rose from the ground, rustling the surrounding treetops.Kong Xiangyu shuddered, Yu slipped past, and seemed to see a vague figure behind the tombstone.

"Who?"

He groped his way to the back of the tombstone and looked, but there was nothing.I have to say that Lu Mingshan's eyes are really a big trouble.

Suddenly there was a burst of sneering from behind, he turned around in a hurry, his chest was pushed hard, he fell to the ground unexpectedly, his buttocks hit the ground in pain and grinned.

Before Kong Xiangyu could make a sound, he was punched in the face.

"Deer Blind, I made you run away yesterday, and today I am here to wait for you, but you came on time."

The one who spoke was the leader of the group that beat him yesterday. His real name was Wang Shunzhi, but Lu Mingshan preferred to call him Wang Bazizi in the past.

Kong Xiangyu raised his foot and kicked Wang Shunzhi's knee. Although he was not a trainer, he still remembered Zhao Heng's boxing.

It's just that Lu Mingshan's body is too thin, and this kick is useless at all.

Wang Shunzhi was kicked and scolded: "Fuck, blind man, how dare you fight back."

After finishing speaking, he punched him with both fists and kicks.

Kong Xiangyu held his head, and when he had time in his busy schedule, he punched him back a few times, cursing: "You are so young, why are you so wicked!"

Thinking about it is also a headache, Kong Xiangyu has lived for 22 years, and this is the first time he has been beaten by a teenage boy, which is really exasperating.

He turned sideways to avoid Wang Shunzhi's disorderly fists and kicks, rolled twice and just touched the blind stick on the ground.He clenched his hands tightly and hit Wang Shunzhi's knee with a stick.

Fighting with bare hands is indeed not enough strength, but it will be different if you have weapons.

Wang Shunzhi was beaten several times by him one after another, thinking that Luming Mountain took the wrong medicine today!He hurriedly turned his head and shouted to a few comrades hiding in the woods: "Don't look at it, come out quickly, copy the guy!"

Kong Xiangyu was startled, he didn't know there were other people!

He took a few steps back with his blind cane in both hands, and there were voices on the left and right.It sounds like there are about five or six, and they should all be those who bully him on weekdays.

Wang Shunzhi spat on the ground, and there were blood spots in the saliva. He licked the painful back molars from Kong Xiangyu's punch, and said sharply, "Hit me to death!"

The footsteps were noisy and uneven, and Kong Xiangyu could only rely on the vague shadows as he waved his blind stick.However, at this moment, those teenagers who rushed towards him all stopped in place and did not dare to move.

Kong Xiangyu's blood surged, and he shouted: "Come on!"

The leader Wang Shunzhi suddenly raised his finger and pointed behind him, with a pale face, he said in panic: "Ghost...Ghost! There is a ghost! Mother—"

After all, the teenagers lost their hands and ran away in a panic.

Kong Xiangyu panted heavily, turned around to look, but saw nothing, not even a ghost.

"Hey!"

He rubbed his face that hurt from the beating, and scolded all eighteen generations of these uneducated brats.

To say that Lu Mingshan is always bullied is quite sinful. Although Wang Shunzhi is not a rich man, his father was promoted to be a leader because of his good performance when he joined the army.Although it is not a high official, it is considered a remarkable position in this generation of mountain people.

So much so that Wang Shunzhi was a little bully when he was a child, domineering in the village and became the leader of all the children, and he would fist and kick anyone who didn't go his way.

Lu Mingshan is a tomb guard. He has worshiped the general in this tomb since he was a child. It is okay to beat him and scold him, but he cannot insult his family or the people in this tomb.

He didn't accept Wang Shunzhi like other children, and after a long time, he was isolated by these bastards.In addition, his mother is a widow and has no one to rely on, so she doesn't have a good reputation in the village. If it weren't for Feng Chi, she might have been bullied to death.

Neighbors never took their family seriously, so for Wang Shunzhi, bullying Lu Mingshan was a matter of course.

Kong Xiangyu wiped his nosebleed with his hand, patted the dilapidated tombstone and said, "No one should touch this tomb."

The wind blew through the ends of his hair, as if someone was caressing the top of his head.

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